Asked what made him look so ill, an Irishman replied, "Faith, I had
the grip last winter." To draw him out the questioner asked, "What
is the grip, Patrick?"

"The grip!" he says. "Don't you know what the grip is? It's a
disease that makes you sick six months after you get well!"



_Wouldn't Have Been Strange_

Two women were strangers to each other at a reception. After a few
moments' desultory talk the first said rather querulously:

"I don't know what's the matter with that tall, blond gentleman over
there. He was so attentive a while ago, but he won't look at me now."

"Perhaps," said the other, "he saw me come in. He's my husband."



_A Place for Jeremiah_

A certain prosy preacher recently gave an endless discourse on the
prophets. First he dwelt at length on the minor prophets. At last
he finished them, and the congregation gave a sigh of relief. He
took a long breath and continued: "Now I shall proceed to the major
prophets."